Fuuuuuuck.
“That’s it, Zachary. Let me take control of your body.” I was standing, bare-assed, covered in soapy bubbles, knee-deep in hot water with my hard dick practically pulsing with the need to release, in the jacuzzi tub I had never seen Teo use. “I know Teo likes what he's seen.” I hoped to God that was true. I had been in love with him for the greater part of a decade and he’d been acting differently lately, especially if last night’s performance was any indication. “He saw your abs the other day and jacked off thinking about licking your treasure trail all the way down to your cock.” I flinched as the pressure on my cock shifted and the relentless massage of my balls made me reach for the wall. Watching my foreskin move back and forth, stroked by an invisible force was getting me there. I was close, and it took all my focus not to fall over. “He swallowed it.” “He swallowed what?” I asked, eyes closed, enjoying wave after wave of pleasure. No toy had ever made me feel like this before. “His cum. After he jacked off thinking about your cock.” “But has he even seen it hard?” Did he really swallow? “He’s seen enough.” I shivered and tried to relax as I felt the familiar tingle. “Just chill out. It can’t hurt to show him a little more.” I vaguely heard the footsteps in the hall, the bedroom door open, and my name from the lips of the college soccer god that was my roommate, but Jake was relentless. It felt like an entire team of men was manhandling my cock and balls and it was heaven on earth. “Oops, we didn’t lock the door.” My eyes opened as slowly as the bathroom door. Through the cloud of steam that escaped, Mateo Decker stepped in and he looked straight at my cock. Time froze. I swore Teo said something about my body, but I wasn’t paying enough attention. I was about to cum. “Why don’t you take a closer look, Mateo?” I watched as Teo not only listened to Jake, but walked forward, knelt down, opened his mouth and held himself over the edge of the tub. He was inches away from engulfing my swollen and about-to-spill cockhead in between the lips I’d dreamt of kissing. “I’m cumming!” Pre-order at mybook.to/FratGhostWingman to hear the rest of the story as soon as it's released on October 11.
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